[00:01.67]I had a bad dream
[00:04.36]Don't be afraid, bad dreams are only dreams
[00:10.91]What a time you chose to be born in
[00:13.97]
[00:24.58]Babies crying, brothers dying, and brothers getting knocked
[00:27.55]Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
[00:30.56]In this cold, cold world
[00:34.58]
[00:35.31]It was the night before New Year's, and all through the fucking projects
[00:38.00]Not a handgun was silent, not even a Tec
[00:40.64]Outsiders were stuck, by enemies who put fear
[00:43.41]And blasted on the spot before the pigs were there
[00:45.97]You know hoods, robbers, snipers new in sight, fuck blue and white
[00:49.44]They escape before them flash the fucking lights
[00:51.35]Gunshots, shatter first-floor window panes
[00:53.99]Shells hit the ground and blood stained the dice game
[00:56.58]Whether pro-calisthenic, any style you set it
[00:59.29]Beat niggas toothless, physically cut up like gooses
[01:01.83]But with iron on the sides, thugs took no excuses
[01:04.52]Therefore, your fifty-two handblocks was useless
[01:07.34]Links was snatched off necks, scars on throats
[01:09.79]Jackets took, after bullet rips through coats
[01:12.33]Against those who felt the cold from the steel made em fold
[01:15.31]And squeal, once the metal hit the temple of his grill
[01:17.74]Construction worker, who was caught for his bomber
[01:20.30]No time to swing the hammer that was hanging from his farmer's
[01:22.93]And it's bugged how some niggas catch slugs
[01:25.65]And pockets dug from everything except check stubs
[01:28.34]And it does, sound ill like wars in Brownsville
[01:30.95]Or fatal robberies in Red Hook where feds look
[01:33.57]For fugitives to shoot cops, niggas laying on roof tops
[01:36.73]For his cream he stashed in a shoebox
[01:38.71]But he was hot, and the strip was filled with young killers
[01:41.66]You don't suspect, so cops creep like caterpillars
[01:44.33]And born thieves stay hooded with extra bullets
[01:46.76]Those who try to flee they hit the vertebrae, increase the murder rate
[01:49.58]Similar to hit men who pull out Tecs and then
[01:52.30]Drop those who crack like tacos from Mexican
[01:54.78]Rapid, like recipients cashing checks again
[01:57.57]Back to the motherfucking spot on Lexington
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[02:00.52]Babies crying, brothers dying, and brothers getting knocked
[02:02.64]Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
[02:05.51]In this cold, cold world
[02:10.37]We be running from the cops, busting off shots
[02:13.11]Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
[02:16.25]In this cold, cold world
[02:19.62]
[02:20.14]Yo - no time to freeze, undercovers ease up in Grand Prixs
[02:23.77]And seize packages and pocket the currency
[02:26.46]Cliques control strips full clips are sprayed
[02:28.95]Yellow tape barricades sidewalks where bodies lay
[02:31.53]Madness strikes at twelve o'clock midnight
[02:34.25]Stick-up kids on the ground broke the staircase light
[02:36.83]And I stays harassed, scrambling for petty cash
[02:39.60]Jakes on my ass young bucks is learning fast
[02:42.32]357's and 44's
[02:44.72]Bought inside corner stores, their fire sparks the wars
[02:47.36]Hospital floors surrounded by the law
[02:50.16]Homicide questioning while the Jakes guard the door
[02:52.85]My hood stay tense, loyalty puts strength in my team
[02:55.98]Cause niggas' main concern is CREAM
[02:58.31]Some niggas in the jet black Gallant
[03:00.61]Shot up the Chinese restaurant, for this kid named Lamont
[03:03.56]I thought he was dead but instead he missed the kid
[03:06.20]And hit a twelve-year-old girl in the head, and then fled
[03:08.73]Tactical narcotic task force, back off fast
[03:12.20]Cause the crime boss is passing off cash
[03:14.08]Extortions for portions of streets, causes beef
[03:16.75]Having followers of Indians trying to play Chief
[03:19.23]You witness the saga, casualties and drama
[03:21.84]Life is a script; I'm not an actor but the author
[03:24.80]Of a modern-day opera, where the main character
[03:27.38]Is presidential papers, the dominant factor
[03:30.33]
[03:30.91]You never looked at me
[03:34.67]But you said to this chunk
[03:39.61]But you looked so lost, as I walked on by
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[03:50.63]Babies crying, brothers dying, and brothers getting knocked
[03:53.58]Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
[03:56.51]In this cold, cold world
[04:01.18]We be runnin' from the cops, bustin' off shots
[04:04.24]Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
[04:07.19]In this cold, cold world
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